Feministing says that IBTC is some sort of must see, and I still can't get behind that.
Maybe when it opens in theaters on the East Coast (never!)/comes out on DVD, I can watch it again in the company of like-minded folks (instead of watching on my laptop, by myself, while getting increasingly surly about unrelated issues) and feel differently. Until then, I squint suspiciously in your direction, J. Babs ...
My Weekend Crush
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Like, hopefully, the rest of the planet I am watching, enjoying and crying
my dang eyes out – but this time with joy and pride – about everything
happen...